Thursday, May 19, 2011

"Do You Think I Should Give My Number?"

Todayyyyyyyy is the big day.  I am nervous as any one person could be but I am very excited to get this whole thing behind me, no pun intended.

First I have the ultrasound for Henry to make sure nothing is going on with him because I have been off the blood thinners for a few days and there has been some discomfort with him since coming to the hospital.  The new girl at work may have teased me with my water, but I am dying without that three liter jug.

Then it's the colonoscopy, ugh so embarrassing but needed.  Last night was torture as from what I have heard, and I have also heard that the prep work is the worse part.  For me it's the whole waiting game.  One of my best friends has become my go to person with all my questions because unfortunately he has had a bunch of stomach issues too and have been through these a few times.  As much as my dad and aunts tell me it isn't that bad, I just needed to hear it from someone my age.  And then there is Jill who keeps sending me videos of celebrities saying it was nothing....including Oprah and Katie Couric.  Seeing as they are legends, I think I could be alright.

Dad told me last night in the middle of my breakdown that I was strong even though I told him I was not.  To hear that reassurance is nice, and to think about it, I may be stronger then most people would be in my situation.  But I'm going to make a promise to myself not to talk about it a lot after this whole thing because I want to just move on from it all.

Sleeping on this floor is near impossible.  All the nurses, or what I'm assuming was the nurses, were outside just chatting away and the whole floor didn't get that quiet minus the beeping that the other building does.  However, these people are really really nice so I can't complain.  I think another part of me being up was not only the drink but the nerves.  Don't worry too much though, I torture myself with Food Network and Drivethrus diners and dives; my favorite show on there.

Tonight they said if all goes well with the procedure, I'm going home.  I am crossing everything I can to get home.  While I had a promise of possibly seeing a friend while they are working, to get home and shower properly and be in my own bed would be an answer to my prayers.

Thank you all once again for the amazing well wishes.  Everyone keep your fingers crossed that I will be outta here later tonight.

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